A/N: This is only a short story that I had written last year. Hope you like it, so between this, Touched By An Alien and working on the sequel to What Happens on Eros... I'm pretty busy...lol

DISCLAIMER: I wish...Enjoy!

Letting Go and Moving On

Chapter One: We're Have a Party!

The Doctor glanced around the console room of the TARDIS.

He was surrounded by the people he loved the most – some more than others.

Jackie Tyler and Sarah Jane Smith were sitting on the captain's chair talking about their children.

Donna Noble was busy chatting up the dashing Captain Jack Harkness.

Martha Jones and Mickey Smith talked about traveling with the Doctor.

And then there was Rose…

The Doctor's smile got a little wider.


Rose ran a hand over the TARDIS controls and smiled how she missed this ship and the man who owned it. Many nights she had dreamt of the day she would find a way to get back to him - her Doctor; back to the man she loved more than life itself. She looked at the tall, thin alien with the wild hair and quirky smirk, her heart fluttered in her chest.

Oh yes it was great to be back!

"Hey Doc, I think this cause for a celebration." Jack suggested.

"I agree," Sarah Jane seconded. "This is a family reunion of sorts."

"Please Doctor," Martha spoke up, joining Jack and Donna. "Who knows where we will be tomorrow or the day after that?"

The Time Lord thought for a moment, his ancient brown eyes twinkled, his hearts full of love for everyone in the room. "Okay," he agreed, "Where do you want to go?" He ran to the controls – ready to flip a switch as soon as everyone agreed on a destination.

Everyone started naming places they had been with the Doctor.

"New, New York." Rose said breathlessly staring at the Doctor with such intensity he began to blush.

"No." Martha said, remembering how well the last trip turned out.

"I say we make new memories," Jack offered with a lecherous smirk on his handsome face. "Let's go to Anderia 35."

"No Jack!" the Doctor said, "I don't think a nudist colony is quite what we have in mind."

Jack shrugged his shoulders. "It would have been memorable," he said matter-of-factly.

"Really? A nudist colony?" Donna squealed.

"Maybe you and I can take a little trip?" He suggested, liking the Doctor's new Companion more and more.

"It's a date." The red head agreed.

The Doctor's jaws dropped, there was no way in hell he was going to let his sister go anywhere with Jack.

Martha couldn't help but smile at him. "Close your mouth Doctor," she giggled, "Donna is a big girl, she doesn't need her brother to protect her from big bad…" she let her eyes linger down Jack's fit body. "…gorgeous Jack." she sighed, smacking her lips.

"Thanks Nightingale," Jack grinned. "Did I tell you how hot you look in combat gear? Woof!"

Martha felt the heat creeping up her neck until it settled on her checks. "Jack only you can get turned on by a military uniform." She quipped.

"Martha Jones, don't you realize what a beautiful woman you are?"

"Why don't you join us on our little trip?" Donna suggested, with a mischievous grin on her lips.

The Doctor's eyes narrow, it was one thing for Donna to go with Jack, but Martha?

"Let me think about it," Martha said, winking at Jack. "It might be fun."

"Martha…" the Doctor began, Rose raised an eyebrow curious as to why the Doctor was overly concern about the dark skinned woman and Jack.

"Yes Doctor?" Her almond shaped brown orbs momentarily locked with his.

"Never mind." He mumbled, running a hand through his unkempt hair.

"I'm going to make some tea." She announced, walking in the opposite direction. A small smile found its way on her lips as the Doctor's eyes followed her.

Jack looked from the Time Lord, to Martha, to Rose and back to the Time Lord. He turned to Donna when the truth slapped him in the face. "Since when?" He asked.

"I don't know," she replied. "But it's working."


"Alright," the Doctor said, clapping his hands in anticipation. "Have we all agreed on a place?"

The room fell silent.

"There's really only one place I can think of." Mickey said after a few moments of silence.

"And where's that?" the Doctor asked, looking at the young man who had grown into his own.

"Here on the TARDIS." He replied stating the obvious.

The room burst into excitement as plans for an impromptu celebration began to take shape.

Martha returned to the console room with tea and sandwiches for everyone.

"So what exotic place did everyone choose?" She asked, placing the tray on the table the TARDIS provided for her.

"Here on the TARDIS." Sarah Jane replied.

"Excellent idea." She agreed.

Rose walked over to make herself a cup of tea and to introduce herself properly to Martha.

"Hello," the blonde greeted with a smile that didn't quite make it to her eyes.

She picked up a cup.

"Hello," Martha replied, adding a dollop of honey to the cup of tea she had in her hand.

"My name is Rose," she stated, "Rose Tyler." She emphasized, making it clear Martha knew who she was.

Donna and Jack stopped to watch the interaction between the two women.

Martha looked at her predecessor – unimpressed. Gone were the days where she felt second best to the pretty blond. She extended her hand. "Martha Jones." She smiled warmly.

"Nice to meet you, Martha Jones." They shook hands.

"It's an honor to meet you Rose Tyler," Martha placed a sandwich and a banana on a plate. "Now if you excuse me, I have to make sure our Doctor eats."

"Sure," Rose watched Martha as she approached the Doctor; she felt a twinge of jealousy at the level in which the Doctor and Martha seem to be comfortable with each other.

The Human Doctor walked up to Rose, his mannerism was very much like the Doctor's but there were slight differences.

"Rose." He whispered near her ear.

She rolled her eyes – perturbed the Doctor's clone was breathing on her.

"What is it?" She hissed, making it very clear she wasn't interested in the fake Doctor.

"I-I just want to talk," he said, confused by her reaction – Rose loves the Doctor, which means she should love him.

"I have nothing to say to you," she replied curtly, "Now if you excuse me." She pushed passed him and stood with her mother and Sarah Jane as a ruse to eavesdrop on the conversation between the Doctor and Martha.

"Come on Doctor," she overheard Martha say. "You're nothing but skin and bones already,"

"I'm not hungry," he pouted, sounding like a petulant child.

"Do I have to call my mum and have her talk to you?" She reached for her mobile.

"Rassilon no," the Doctor would rather bed a Dalek than face the wrath of Francine Jones. He picked up his sandwich and took a bite. "Mmmm good," he said. "Are you happy now, Doctor Jones?"

Rose nearly chocked on her tea.

Martha Jones is a doctor?

"Rose, are you alright?" Jackie asked, taking the cup of tea from her daughter and patting her on the back the same way she does when she burps Tony.

Rose nodded her head furiously as she swatted her mother's hand away. "I'm fine mum."

Martha watched him take another bite and washed it down with tea.

"See that wasn't so hard," she said smugly.

"Have you eaten?" He asked, not liking the dark circles under her eyes.

"Not yet," she averted her eyes, knowing what was coming next.

"Martha…" he said, his voice full of concern.

"I know, I know," she interjected, "but my mind wasn't exactly focused on bratwurst and brochen on my fun filled holiday to Germany," she said in her defense.

The Doctor sighed and handed her half his sandwich and banana.

"Thank you Doctor," she smiled, biting into the sandwich.

"I think I should call your boss and…"

"Don't you dare!" she hissed in anger, "I'm not some little girl who needs protecting,"

"I am very aware of that Martha Jones," he agreed. "But sometimes you try to do too much."

"And this coming from the man who doesn't know the meanings of the word relax," She scoffed, folding her arms over her chest. "Really?"

Rose was so engrossed by the conversation between Martha and the Doctor; she didn't hear Jackie talking to her.

"Rose, isn't it great to see everyone?" She asked, tapping her daughter on the shoulder. "Rose?"

"What?" She asked, annoyed by her mother's pestering.

Sarah Jane took this as the opportunity to take her exit; she has seen the look of jealousy on Rose's face before when it was directed at her.

Jackie frowned. "What is the matter with …" she looked up and saw the Doctor talking to a beautiful dark skinned woman. "Oh I see…" she said. "The Doctor…"

"Mum, I think something has gone wrong," Rose interjected, her bottom lip trembled slightly. "Horribly wrong."


A/N: Thanks for reading!